My name is Suzy Park. I’m also known as Suzy, Kei, or whatever. This is a fic journal for JE. None of my fics will be locked, so feel free to browse. If you want to read my boring, everyday thoughts, then go to suzuhara_kei. My KHR account is keitaru6918

My favorite Johnny’s band is KAT-TUN, then NEWS. I have some other fandoms, but not as much as those two. My favorite band member is Ueda Tatsuya. Isn’t that obvious? Anyways, most of my fics are based on him. *brick’d*

Right now, I with that someone will draw me a doujinshi. (This section will have edits.)

My hobbies include reading, drawing, using the computer, writing fics, and sleeping. And listening to music. All those are a big must for me.

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Summary: Kame and Jin, Ueda and Junno, Ryo and Yamapi, Masuda and Tegoshi, Koyama and Shige all have a hidden past. They all are turned against each other. What happens if they forget each other, and start building new memories? And what happens if they remember again?

Disclaimer: I own NEWS and KAT-TUN. At least, I own their CDs.

Happy mood. *pastes a big smile here*

I just finished watching The Matrix, and guess what? I remembered something VERY similar to the movie. *points to my fic*

A maid knocked on Ryo Nishikido's door. Ryo opened the door, yawning but tense. His shirt was hanging on the edge of the bedside. "The young master's friend is ready to see you sir." She said, looking over Ryo's shoulder.

Kamenashi Kazuya, Nakamaru Yuichi, Shigeaki Kato, and Tegoshi Yuya were sprawled all over the floor. They mumbled in their sleep, stirring once in a while.

"Okay. Let me get dressed." Ryo rubbed his eyes sleepily.

"Yes sir." The maid curtsied and ducked out of the room.

Ryo swore lightly and washed his face in the sink. Last night, nobody slept on the bed or coach. They had all ducked out very carefully, insisting that they didn't deserve any comforts.

Going to finish some business. Ryo scribbled a note on the Post-Its on the bedside. He opened a drawer and looked at the clothes in stunned amazement. "What the heck?"

The only things he could were was 1.) a kimono, or 2.) a kimono.

"...No way I' m wearing this." Ryo looked at his ragged black cut offs. They weren't the best to wear, but... He turned his head to the kimonos again.

In the end, Ryo had improvised and ripped the silk kimono up. He tied the cloth into what looked like a pair of proper pants and shirt. When he opened the door, the maid looked hardly fazed.

"This way please." She gestured Ryo down the corridor, led him up two stairways, turned two rights and a left, and finally knocked on the second door to the left.

Taguchi Junnosuke's head snaked out. He smiled at the maid and gave a cordial nod to Ryo.

"Whatever, game freak." Ryo muttered. The maid bowed and left without a sound.

"So." Taguchi finally spoke in the silence. "You ready?"

"No. I have no idea why I should be ready." Ryo rolled his eyes. "What type of question is that?"

No. Ryo shuddered and took a breath, fighting back tears. No. He is dead. I saw him killed.

He closed his eyes and willed the figure to go away. Ryo opened his eyes again.

Ueda was still there.

"Ah, yes." Taguchi was smiling at Ueda, answering a question Ryo missed. "This is Nishikido-san. All the others are here. Quite surprising, I know."

Ueda titled his head and surveyed Ryo. He looked up Ryo, and seized his figure up.

And he spoke, voice exactly the same. "He's shorter than I thought."

Ryo gasped. "Better then having fish lips." He retorted.

Ueda bit down on his lips, biting back tears. Taguchi hugged Ueda gently, giving Ryo a glare at the same time. "Don't worry, Tatsuya-san. Nishikido here likes a very stupid girl who poses in nude magazines."

Ryo's face heated up ten degrees. "How do you know?" He muttered words under his breath. "Stupid blondie."

Ueda tried smiling, but failed. "I'm alright Junno. Thanks."

Ryo looked at Ueda. "He's the same... but so fragile... How?" Ueda looked back with wide eyes.

Ryo leaned down, and placed a hand on Ueda's. "Gomen Tatsuya."

"I-it's all right." Ueda managed a watery smile. "I'm just a crybaby." Then he screamed, holding his head.

"Tatsuya!" Ryo shouted. He grabbed Ueda and held him tight. Ueda clung onto Ryo like a lifesaver. "Are you alright?!"

“I’m not leaving you, Tat-chan.” Taguchi looked at Ueda’s puffy eyes. “I’m never going to let you go, not like this.”

Ueda nodded dumbly.

Ryo growled. “Fine.”

“Now, what happened?” Taguchi asked, trying to keep his voice level.

Ryo sighed. “You really need to know?”

“Yes.”

“Clothes. Off. Now.” Ryo barked at Ueda. Ueda shook his head violently and whimpered in fear.

“Tat-chan, I have to know. I swore I’ll protect you.” Taguchi looked into Ueda’s eyes. Ueda nodded dumbly. Taguchi pried Ueda’s tight fingers off his clothes and started to unbutton Ueda's checkered shirt. The last button came off and Ueda’s chest was revealed.

On Ueda's shoulder, bruises spilled over his chest and back. Most of his white skin was raked by red, bloody scratches. None of the scratched were scabbing over. Taguchi turned Ueda gently around. The name ‘Ryo’ was carved deeply into Ueda’s back, right shoulder actually, dripped blood. It was obvious a knife was used. The wound wasn't festering, but certainly was pure red and throbbing. Bruises, cuts, and similar injuries crisscrossed each other in intersecting layers, forming a woven pattern of blood.

”T-Tatsuya…” Taguchi muttered in pity. “You must be in so much pain. Why did you hold it all in?”

“Cause I know Ryo doesn’t really mean it… He was just tired. It wasn’t his fault.” Ueda weakly defended Ryo, and cried out when Taguchi’s finger accidentally pressed down painfully on a cut.

“You-“ Taguchi lunged forward. He crashed into Ueda, who rushed over to protect Ryo.

Taguchi slumped. If Ueda wanted to protect Ryo, it was fine. Even after years and years of severe training, Taguchi never went against Ueda wishes. He sacrificed so much, but he didn't know the reason why.

Perhaps it was the way they were attracted from each other, like dark and light, or maybe just the way Ueda clung to him.

Either way, nothing else mattered.

Ueda relaxed. His head pounded from sharing memories with himself and Ryo. He knew what was going to happen, oddly; Ueda could tell that with both Ryo and Junno in the same room as him would trigger something.

“That day was my fault, wasn’t it?” Ryo broke down. He was physically and mentally battered. He practically lived through a day in his life he didn’t want to remember.

“No! Stop!” Ueda shouted and jumped between them when they both threw a punch. Unfortunately for him, Ryo and Taguchi were extraordinary powerful.

And Ueda had lost all his advantages of fighting after his 'death'.

Ueda flew through the air, plummeted by the powerful force on each side. He fell to the floor, jaw twisted out of shape and bleeding. One of his hand went to his throat, while the other squeezed into a fist so hard his nails cut through his pale skin. He screamed silently. It was obvious he was in pain, but no sound came out of his throat.

“I remembered! I remembered everything!” Kame screamed at Ryo. He looked down at the floor. “Ueda-sama!”

Ueda looked up pitifully, with huge, pained eyes. Kame sighed; his fingers brushed the side of Ueda’s twisted jaw. Kame clenched his teeth and his hands moved in a blur. There was a sharp crack, and then silence.

"I set his jaw properly, but he needs the hospital." Kame stated. At the same moment, a posse of doctors came in and wheeled Ueda away. Taguchi and Ryo stood in shock, horrified at what they did.

Ueda leaned in, and breathed, "He's ready. It's a but forced... but it's the best I can do for now."

Ryo's brows furrowed. "Do you think he's ready for this, mentally?"

"Yeah. Kame has something about him." Ueda looked at Ryo, who could almost see a feline smile on the other's face. Ryo nodded once.

Ueda bounded away in cat-like leaps. After a few laps, he started running on all fours, a streaking blur. Kame watched; Ueda never had revealed his strength to anyone, except for Ryo. Ueda disappeared out of sight, looking like a leopard.

"Why are there two Ryo's? And why does Tatsuya have cat ears and a tail?" Kame's eyebrows shot up. Ueda noticed Kazuya's face was morphing into something more graceful.

"Kazuya, look at yourself." Ueda passed a image of Kame to the other two over their link.

"My face." Kame touched his face. Ryo watched as Kame's face became more slender and much more graceful. Especially the bushy eyebrows, which Kame hated, slowly formed into perfect arches.

"It's a side effect." Ryo said. "Like Ueda looked more girly, and of course, my incredibily sexy looks got even more sexier."

"You shouldn't push yourself for the next two hours." Ueda stated. "Don't go in the sun for three days. Come on, lets go home." Ueda threw his black coat over Kame, so his skin was covered. Ryo gave Kame another ride home.

Of course, when Ueda and Ryo wasn't looking, Kame snuck out. He felt pain, and because Kame was connected to the two others, Ueda and Ryo could feel it as well. They rushed outside, and saw Kame's condition.

One of the transparent, beautiful, white wings were twisted out of shape. Kame groaned at flipped over. Ueda carried Kame inside, bridal-style, and locked Kame in a dark room for the rest of the remaining days.

I'll keep your faith.

--*--

Yamashita Tomohisa and Akanishi Jin stared at the T.V., wrapped up in their own thoughts. They really weren't watching, so Jin never knew he was watching a horror movie, despite the screaming and the monsters popping up. In the kitchen, Tanaka Koki was frying some eggs and bacon, even if it wasn't morning.

Kame.... Jin thought. He drifted off to sleep, dreaming.

He reached out to the retreating figure. The other slapped his hand away, backing into a lonely street. Jin tried calling out, but like a nightmare, found he had no voice. Akanishi tried moving his feet as well, with no success. The lonely figure turned and bolted down the road, moving quickly and sluggishly, like he knew he had to go but was reluctant to leave. Jin stopped moving, a single, silent tear rolling down his cheeck.

A red car zoomed down the street. Jin tried calling out a warning, but failed, as he expected. The car swerved wildly and hit the other man. The driver took one glance outside, and sped away, driving recklessly. The fragile figure screamed as it crumpled. Jin opened his mouth, but no sound came out. On the ground, the small person bled in a puddle of red blood.

The last thing he saw before he woke up was the trusting face of Kame twisted in pain and agony.

"Well, ever since I poisoned Nakamaru-san's operation... I decided I really need to push everyone together more quickly. It's so slow."

"Okay, so whadda need me for?"

"Arrange it so Masuda and Tegoshi meets in the zoo, get Ryo drinking, and what else... Ah, and arrange it so that Koyama gets away from the place Shige left him and meets Koki." Johnny snapped out orders.

"Okay, whatever you say." Toma drawled and studied his fingernails.

"Good." Johnny looked out his office's window. "I'm still wondering..."

"About?" Ikuta prompted.

"The relationship between Nishikido, Taguchi, and Ueda."

"Oh, you mean RyoDa and JunDa?"

"Don't give them nicknames like that!" Johnny snapped.

"Whatever old man."

"Damn you Toma."

"You too."

"Okay, it's that Ryo loves Ueda, but can't let go of Yamashita. And Ueda loves Junno in a roundabout manner, but is developing feelings for Ryo. Junno can't do anything to improve his relationship with Ueda, but Ueda clings to him. Junno and Tatsuya are attracted to each other, like the princess and the prince, but Ueda's also attracted to Ryo as well, like gentle and harsh, dark and light. And Junno and Ryo hates each other so much, and loves Tatsuya with so much passion they're blinded. Ueda doesn't realize he's being loved, but he can feel the gentleness. That's why he's closer to them than anyone else. But, of they can't work it out..." Johnny trailed off.

"Oh. I see. Big problem."

"Yeah. So I was think about bringing them in."

Toma gulped and stuttered, "T-them?"

"Yeah."

"If you insist..." Toma grimaced.

"I do." Johnny replied.

"Whatever, old man."

"Shut up Toma."

Know that' I'm always here for you...

Yeay. I'm finally done with the chapter. Not much interesting things in this chapter, but... I FEEL LIKE AN UEDA SADIST. WHY DO I KEEP INJURING HIM LIKE THIS?!